Hey you guys. So after reading stories like "RENT: In a Nutshell" and "Chat" I decided to write my own little RENT recap fic while taking a break from my other stories and skipping class. I got the ideas and dialogue from a friend of mine who is not a RENT fan. This is really their interpretation of the show.
Mark: December 24, 9 pm Est. Blah, Blah, Blah. My films suck. So to pass the time I think I'll film homeless people.
Roger: I want to write a song. (Plays guitar)
Mark: You sound like shit, stop.
The phone rings
Mrs. Cohen: Mark pick up. It's your mother I'm overbearing and your girlfriend is a lesbian but life's good. Bye!
The phone rings a second time
Collins: Yo bitches I'm downstairs. Throw me the key. Oh shit I- (Mark gets a dial tone)
Mark: Collins? What happened?
The phone rings yet again
Benny: Hey you bums I need the rent.
Mark and Roger: Benny you suck. We are broke and you know it.
Benny: Still need the rent.
Mark: My girlfriend left me for someone else. I don't have time for this!
Benny: What's his name?
Roger: Joanne
Benny: Too bad, still need the rent.
Roger: (plays guitar)
Mark: Shut Up (the power blows) Thank God.
Mark, Roger and angry tenants: Rent, Rent, RENT! We ain't got it, so we can't pay. But we're going to make it look like we're rebelling against the system. Fuck you Benny!
(On the street…)
Collins: Ow. I got beat up.
Angel: You okay?
Collins: I just said I got beat up do you think I'm okay?
Angel: Get over it. I've got AIDS.
Collins: No shit? Me too!
Angel: Cool I've got to go to Life support at 9:30. Wanna go?
Collins: Yeah but we gotta go see my friends first.
(Back in the loft...)
Mark: You going to Mo's show?
Roger: No flow, can't go.
Mark: Whatever. Take your AZT. (to audience) Roger is depressed and he has AIDS which he got from his dead girlfriend.
Roger: Why do I suck so much? I just want to write one kick ass song. But it's hard when you are an ex-junkie and your girlfriend killed herself? No subject matter at all.
There's a knock at the door.
Mimi: Look I don't have any heat so light this candle and I'll seduce you.
Roger: You're-
Mimi: Stop staring at my ass!
Roger: You look familiar. Kind of like my dead girlfriend. But only when you smile.
Mimi: I strip at the Cat Scratch Club
Roger: So that's why your ass looks familiar.
Mimi: I dropped my stash.
Roger: Crack kills.
Mimi: I've got a cold.
Roger: Yeah right. I used to be a junkie.
Mimi: You remind me of my father. Your hands are big like his. Light my candle andwe'll see what else is big on you.
Roger: Uh no. Get that damn candle out of my face so I can take your stash. Oh and I'm Roger by the way.
Mimi: They call me Mimi.
Roger: Who's they?
Mimi: Wouldn't you like to know?